Humankind is SELFISH. No offense.
Friday, January 27th, 2006(The following is an excerpt from Itou’s letter to himself, two years since he unconsciencely murdered his fiancee, Lady Kristille. He burried this letter in the manor where the killings took place, hoping that this letter would be hidden from the world. This is not for the weak of heart, because this letter contains graphic truths about the human nature.)
This I can say much. Mankind is selfish, no doubt. Only concerned with their image, wealth, the reason of their being; the human race only sees those that can benefit them as the things that only matter. This is not the only things that make them selfish, however. There is history to prove, once and for all, that the humans seek their own gratification of the flesh. The provocation of their existence will lead to the direst of consequences, each time using a more illogical reason than the last time. Everything, each thing that civilization built upon its frailest of canvasses, the medium they call "the blood of sacrifice, for the embetterment of mankind", amounts to nothing at all. The death of thousands of "sacrifices", just for the price they call freedom; peace; it only becomes the clink of the chain of slavery and injustice that the masters of the world impedes upon the people, locking them evermore into the gratitious prison of their own selves.
Only the human race, in all of the animals of the biological kingdom, has the capacity to destroy itself in its entirety. Their savage bestiality is the foremost, the greatest destruction factor the world has, even greater than natural catastrophes or animal instincts.The bees might kill themselves by leaving their stingers upon impact, but that is to protect the colony. Pandas might abandon the second child if it had a twin, but that is because it cannot support the second cub, and if it decides to, will only devoid the first of its nourishment, killing the cubs both. Humans, on the other hand, are the only cretins that have the gall to leave a cub for dead, only because they have finished having fun in sex with their partners. Uncaring towards their own kind, humans are the only ones that will lead their own world to destruction.
The irony of this nature is that, no one can be able to escape. I have tried, desperately, throughout my existence, to release myself from the human race, unnerved by their hatred, unmarred by their decisions. I failed. Kristille died in my hands, only so that I saw her being with another man. I never knew until the moment she died, where I understood that it was never her fault. She was pure in her love for me, and yet, I wasn’t able to silence, the human nature in me.
Until I can prove that the human nature may be silenced, this letter must yet be buried in Kristille’s ashes, never to be seen by the world.